Almost in love

By Rim

 I could write about feelings

attractiveness-

Of skin 

Of eyes that heal my sadness,

And a touch as light as silk.

I was lost in reverie

Perfection can kill the trust

Instead, imperfection is not an ugly sight

How dare you be so perfect

How is your heart so cold but still makes me feel so warm

You are making me feel wanted and full

Yet they were times you made me cry

I swear I felt it...right from the start

Its hurt, its hurt... 

But when the hurts keep hurting

Would it be easy to live my life laughing?

I fall inlove with the person who touches me

So Please tear up my body, do anything you like

Shouting, struggling, eyelids swelling

I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling for mine

Tantalizing like seeing the sun in the middle of night

Was i awake? 

I almost said it. 

All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you

So please tear up my body

And do anything you like

My body is my home, my body is your wonderland


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